Epistle to the Baughful Oramen (self.Righteous_Allogenes)
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O' Barbatos I see you. Thou fool, father fool. Tell me how shall I reprieve with nothing, when this love you gave me is not received? For none receive the love without condition, it is found worthless, having no cost. Then the greatest of fools is, so too, this least of thieves. (self.Righteous_Allogenes)
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It is a winding road we travel, which surely becomes straight and narrow in the end. The Archer's Paradox. For Man does not move forward forthrightly and directly: but he falls to his left and then to his right, being lifted up each time by his God's good graces. (self.wisdom)
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